Day 080v: Divinity in every doubter … (July 03, 2019)
I decided to check in with the local parish to see if they had any accommodations available for mendicant pilgrims and, after hearing my Walk’s tale (as usual, both its hows and its whys), Father Richard told me to head back to the parochial hostel and to wait there. I amicably chatted awhile with the same hospitaleros who had been so coolly dismissive of me just a few hours before and a few fellow pilgrims who had already checked in and were hanging out by the front door, and Father Richard arrived soon enough thereafter to tell all involved that I would indeed be allowed to stay in the hostel for free that evening. And so it was that I checked in, enjoyed a warm shower, and cooked some rice for dinner that a previous pilgrim had left behind for penniless pilgrims like myself …
“As long as you are proud you cannot truly know God, for a proud man is always looking down on surrounding things &/or other people: and, of course, as long as one is looking down he or she cannot hope to see anything that is above – much less the far grander divinity that ever resides within.” ~ inspired by C. S. Lewis
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